Princess Sets Poison Again

Chapter 68 Damn Woman, No Uniform

Mo Beichen's eyes stared, "This hand doesn't want it anymore?"

There was no trace of emotion in the cold voice.

"Hehe ..." Baitan stiffened his left hand and grinned, "You have a hair here."

The white raccoon said, leaning over to hide the hair from Mo Beichen's mask behind his ears.

A faint scent of fragrance drifted into the tip of his nose, and Mo Beichen's face flushed instantly.

"Well, why are your ears red?" Baitan curiously looked at Mo Beichen's ears that looked red.

"Cough ..." Mo Beichen's eyes flashed lightly, and he coughed, grabbed Baiju's hand, and resumed medication.

"Hey, you can't do this medicine at all." The **** cursed disgustingly.

Although his medicine is good, it is far from the potency of the poinsettia he has made.

Mo Beichen frowned, and also thought of the **** poinsettia. He tried it himself, and Mo Beichen naturally knew that Baiju's medicine was better than his medicine.

"Use mine," said Beaver, and then reached out with difficulty.

Looking at Baitan's five fingers that saw the bone, Mo Beichen frowned frantically, "I'm coming."

Nothing uncomfortable, Mo Beichen put his hand into Bai Juyi's mouth.

The **** blinked stupidly, his face turned red.

The soft feeling of his men finally made Mo Beichen realize something.

Damn woman, she didn't even wear a jacket.

Mo Beichen Jun flushed out several pill bottles.

"Cough ... Which is the medicine?" Mo Beichen coughed slightly, his face awkward.

"The one that is red." The **** also looked away shyly, and the stunning little face was as red as a ripe apple.

Mo Beichen chose the red medicine bottle from the middle and started to apply medicine to the beaver, especially his finger. Mo Beichen was especially careful on the beaver, for fear of hurting the beaver.

Ten fingers connected to one's heart. Although Mo Beichen's movements were very gentle, Bai Tan still felt a cold sweat.

Damn, no matter who it is, today's injury will be paid back ten times.

"Tearing ..." Just as Baitan was in a trance, Mo Beichen tore off her skirt.

The white **** blinked stupidly, watching Mo Beichen's bandaging action, momentarily stunned.

"Tear ..." Another skirt was torn off, and Beaver finally couldn't help but stare. "Hey, why don't you tear you, you want to tear me?"

Mo Beichen raised his eyes expressionlessly, "It was you who was injured, why did you tear me?"

"You ..." Baitan immediately ended, his little chest trembling with anger.

Damn man, really stingy.

As if she didn't see the beaver's angry expression, Mo Beichen showed no mercy, one by one tearing her skirt, followed by a silent bandage.

Watching the man's extremely careful and careful bandaging action, Baiju's anger gradually faded. Yao Ye's eyes stared at those silver-purple eyes without blinking, slightly lost.

A pair of eyes that are so pure, without any trace of impurities, are they hidden too deep, or are they so.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, "Hey, who are you? Why save me?"

As if he hadn't heard the beaver's question, Mo Beichen didn't look up, and still bandaged seriously. After wrapping the beaver's left hand, Mo Beichen went to solve the beaver's coat.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Beaver was startled and moved back subconsciously.

Mo Beichen dismissed his lips dismissively, "Do you think I would be interested in the unripe sour fruit?"

Mo Beichen said, and deliberately scanned the beaver's chest.

"You ..." The **** was angry again.

Damn guy, who is the sour fruit, my sister is obviously a delicious peach, but she's under age, can you blame her?

Ignoring Baiju's anger completely, Mo Beichen pulled down her coat directly, and the bright red bellyband was exposed instantly.

Without thinking about the beautiful scenery of that cricket, Mo Beichen stared at the blood cave that kept bleeding on the beaver's shoulder. Hands clenched involuntarily, and there was a rare flash of murderousness in silver-purple eyes.

Looking at the murderous spirit in Mo Beichen's eyes, Baijue trembled fiercely. He is distressed for her, angry for her? But why? They have never seen it before.

"Me, it doesn't hurt anymore." Don't know why? The **** could not help expressing comfort.

Mo Beichen returned to God, and carefully sprayed the medicine on Baiju's blood cave, then went around behind Baiju. Looking at the lifelike fire phoenix on Beaver's back, Mo Beichen's pure eyes flashed a faint light.

Seeing Mo Beichen's inactivity, Baiju frowned. "What's wrong?"

Mo Beichen returned to his spirit and raised his hand to caress the vivid fire phoenix. Slender fingers, a little down along the gorgeous feathers.

The **** was stiff, and his face turned red.

Damn guy, isn't he on medication?

It seemed as if something was being sensed. The fiery phoenix actually seemed to be alive, emitting a red glow of enchantment.

Mo Beichen frowned, "Where did this mark come from?"

The **** blinked, turning back hard to see the Phoenix mark on his back, but he couldn't see anything. With a boring lip, "It's born, as if it were born."

"Is your mother surnamed Chu?" Mo Beichen looked at the phoenix mark that was gradually calming down, his eyes were dark.

"Do you know my mother?" Bai Tan turned around, looking at Mo Beichen with a look of excitement.

"I don't know." Mo Beichen raised his eyes expressionlessly, there was no wave in the pure eyes.

The **** was disappointed for a moment, and then thought about something again. He knew her maiden name Chu, but he did n’t know her mother. It should be the Phoenix mark on her back. Does the Phoenix mark on her back have something to do with her mother ’s family, but what is her mother ’s origin? Where is it

Bai Tan raised his eyes, and the eyes looked at Mo Beichen deeply.

Who is this man? Why did he save her? Why do you know the Phoenix Mark? She had a hunch, he must know something.

Ignoring Bai Yu's inquiring eyes, Mo Beichen started to apply medicine to her, still careful.

"Tear ..."

"Hey, you're good enough for me." Bai Tan stared angrily at Mo Beichen's hand tearing her skirt, anxious to go up and give him two knives.

Damn, tore her skirt like this, how could she go out and see someone.

Still ignoring Bai's anger, Mo Beichen tore up enough cloth strips and began to bandage. After bandaging, Mo Beichen re-dressed the beaver.

Obviously never done the action, but skilled as if done ten million times.

Watching Mo Beichen's gentle dressing movement, Baiju blushed again unconsciously.

Why does she have the illusion of an old husband and wife?

After getting dressed, Mo Beichen put all the medicine bottles back into Baiju's arms.

Looking at the hand on his chest, the beaver's forehead and blue tendons exploded instantly.

Damn, this guy must be intentional.

The **** gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, and kept mumbling in his heart: If he was angry, he would have a pain in the hands.